Life

Reflections from real life — the work, the relationships, the endings, and the slow formation that happens along the way.

When a Group Changes Everything

When my husband and I got married in 2015, we were coming off a really sweet season of life and community in college. We had close friends, shared rhythms, and a deep sense of belonging. But marriage brought a new chapter—and a new zip code. I moved to a new city, one where he had…

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When the Work Doesn’t Get Easier

There’s something about exercise that I don’t hear talked about very often—especially by people who don’t consider themselves athletic. Working out can feel disproportionately hard. And when you look around, it’s easy to assume it’s hard because you are bad at it—while the person next to you is just built for this. But here’s what…

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Letting an Ending Have Its Space

I’m sitting in an empty house—the first home my husband and I bought together. The house I’ve lived in the longest. This place has seen a lot of life. It’s been a safe space through so many seasons. It sheltered us in storms—literal and figurative. It held laughter during New Year’s parties, Friendsgivings, Bible studies,…

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A Life Finished Well

This weekend, I said goodbye to my grandfather. Over and over again, my mind has returned to a line from the Bible—words written by the apostle Paul near the end of his life: “I have fought the good fight,I have finished the race,I have kept the faith.”(2 Timothy 4:7) My grandfather fought the good fight.…

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Learning to Receive Help

This year has been one of growth and introspection. If I’ve learned anything about myself, it’s that I need time—real time—to process before I can put words to what I’m experiencing. Especially in seasons marked by big change. Still, I don’t want to wait too long to name my gratitude for what happened this past…

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The Work of Community

This week, we celebrated our eighth annual Friendsgiving with the small group we’ve shared life with for years. It felt significant—not just because of the number, but because it marked the last time we’ll host it in this house. A season is closing. A new one is beginning. Lately, I’ve been reflecting on what this…

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Letting Go of a Good Plan

Sometimes God changes our plans. That’s something I’m keenly aware of in this season of my life. For a long time, my husband and I carried a very specific vision for our future. When we bought our first home years ago, we did so with a long-term plan in mind—one that involved saving intentionally so…

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What the Body Remembers

There are some experiences that don’t fully resolve when they end. On paper, they’re finished. Closed out. Account balanced. Case complete.But in the body, they linger. Several years ago, I went through fertility treatments. Clinically, the experience was dehumanizing. Administratively, it was chaotic. I kept meticulous records because I had learned quickly that no one…

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Where We Steady Ourselves

This weekend feels significant. It’s Easter—a day that carries weight all on its own. And it also marks the first weekend of worship gatherings in a new building after years of waiting. I’ve had a lot of thoughts swirling around because these two timelines—faith and construction, family and planning—have been quietly intertwined in my life…

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Learning to Trust Myself Again

There are moments in life when we make promises to ourselves out of pain. Not thoughtful plans.Not carefully discerned decisions.But vows born from overwhelm—never again, I won’t put myself through that, this is where I draw the line. This reflection comes from an early season of motherhood, where my relationship with my own body felt…

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A Name That Stayed

We welcomed a new member into our family this week, and with our new son came a name that carries far more meaning than I ever expected it to. Joshua Ethan. What began as a joke slowly became something sacred. Years ago, during a public moment meant to celebrate one of our children, my husband…

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Learning to Receive What’s Good

The road that brought us here hasn’t been an easy one. There have been moments where God’s goodness felt close and obvious—and long stretches where it felt distant, muted by grief, uncertainty, and exhaustion. Some of those valleys were visible: infertility, disrupted adoption plans, postpartum depression. Others were quieter, carried with trusted friends and family.…

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